sitting on the dorm rooftop, wings spread behind him. it's been a while since he aired his feathers like this. it feels nice to be so high up.

they turn their head to peer at him, smiling softly and patting the ledge. “come sit, bud. feel the breeze with me.”

oh! i get it, no worries. i won't peek. turns his head away slightly, suddenly finding something above him very interesting.

“it does, doesn't it?” their smile widens more, wrapping a comfortable arm around his shoulders. “i'll take you flying one of these days. i think you'd like the feeling of the wind.”

small frown, hugging him a little tighter. more protectively. “i wouldn't let you. i'd keep you in the air no matter what it took.”

⠀ welcome back, little bird ⠀

standing at the counter, just a little worried. he doesn't want to interrupt, but... that's a lot of sweets. surely more than he could sell in a day. “shiwoo?”

“oh, buddy,” they frown, his tears pulling at their heart. they're quick to make their way to him, arms wrapping around him and pulling him protectively against their chest.

not a joke on my end. if you don't like shiwoo's latte arts i will run you over with my company car.

yes, syu? ( *☺️ )

ᅠ ㅤ࣭ ㅤㅤׂ ㅤ ㅤˑㅤ ㅤ۟ ㅤ₊ 　 🪽 ┈ angelic barista. choi shiwoo ‿　୨🧸୧　nephilim ⌒ ᅠ